Juice WRLD DID Song Details:
Juice WRLD DID Lyrics
We the best music
They aingt believe in us
Juice WRLD did (We, n!gga)
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled with them straps
I got another one, uh-huh (on God)
DJ Khaled, a hundred racks
I made another one, uh-huh (on God)
DJ khaled with the tats
I got another one, uh-huh (on God)
DJ khaled, we the best, b!tch, I’m number one, uh-huh
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
B!tch, I’m rookie of the year, aingt no running u-u-up
On God
We aingt running away from sh!t
We the ones running u-u-up (that’s on god)
No Limit gang the only gang, aingt no other one
N!gga, that’s on God
I’m gon’ bang what I bang, aingt no changing up (on god)
Aingt no changing up (on god, on god)
I’ma do my thing (i’ma do my—, uh)
Married to this cash (Married to this—, uh)
I’ma buy it a ring (Let’s go, let’s go)
My dreads, they hang (Let’s go, let’s go)
Like Shabba Ranks (like shabba ranks)
My gun Chief Keef (yeah!)
The b!tch go bang-bang (ba-ba-ba-baow)
I rap, I sing (uh!)
With the clan like it’s Wu-Tang (uh!)
But I hate n!ggas like Klu Klux (uh!)
Run up on me, I don’t give two fuks (At all) Chopper leave a n!gga so fuked up (What else?)
Sewed up (What else?), sewed up (What else?)
Toe up from the floor up (uh-huh)
Sip lean ’til I throw up (uh-huh)
After I throw up, I’m gon’ pour up (yeah!)
I need another one (uh!)
Heat up on my hip, I up like the sunrise
I got another sun (Let’s go, let’s go)
Ran out of ammo, switched to my other holster
Another gun (grrah)
Damn, like, “He got another one?”
He does, yeah, yeah
DJ Khaled with them straps
I got another one, uh-huh (on god)
DJ Khaled, a hundred racks
I made another one, uh-huh (on god)
DJ Khaled with the tats
I got another one, uh-huh (on god)
DJ Khaled, we the best, b!tch, I’m number one, uh-huh
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
B!tch, I’m rookie of the year, aingt no running u-u-up
On God
We aingt running away from sh!t
We the ones running u-u-up (that’s on God)
No Limit gang the only gang, aingt no other one
N!gga, that’s on God
I’m gon’ bang what I bang, aingt no changing up (on god)
Aingt no changing up (on god, on god)
My gun a horny one (it is)
That b!tch a thot alright (she will)
My gun a horny gun (she is)
She down to fuk all night, uh-huh (Uh-huh, she will) She wanna fuk all night, vacuum (yeah! yeah!)
She wanna suck all night in my room
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Rolls-Royce truck, Lambo truck
Whatever one has the most leg room (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Skrrt, that b!tch go vroom (skrrt)
I won’t Tom Cruise her, the b!tch gon’ move
Still live like a Mission: Impossible dude (uh-huh)
Gun sing like it got autotune (uh-huh)
I’m T-Pain when it come to that tool (uh-huh)
Money got longer when it come to that Uz’ (uh-huh)
Sip lean, I’m still awake, no snooze (uh-huh)
I’m on bullsh!t like Carlos Booz’ (tell them)
I’m swerving with the Swervo tape all in my head (let’s go)
I blow up like a turban on top of my head (let’s go)
Codeine sip, aingt no bourbon, no bourbon in here (on God)
Even though I’m a cowboy, gun smoke in the air, uh-huh
On God
DJ Khaled, a hundred racks
I made another one, uh-huh (on god)
DJ Khaled with the tats
I got another one, uh-huh (on god)
DJ Khaled, we the best, b!tch, I’m number one, uh-huh
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
B!tch, I’m rookie of the year, aingt no running u-u-up
On God
We aingt running away from sh!t, we the ones running u-u-up
That’s on God
No Limit gang the only gang, aingt no other one
N!gga, that’s on God
I’m gon’ bang what I bang, aingt no changing up
On God
Aingt no changing up (on god, on god)
Ooh, that’s on God
Ooh, that’s on my life
Ooh, having the time of my life
Get in the way of that, n!gga, you gon’ die
Ooh, 999
NLMB, No Limit gang, I’m in my prime, yeah
Don’t waste my money, don’t waste my time
Uh, come here, darling, have the time of your life
Come suck me sloppy, come here and get naughty
Come here and get naughty, come suck me sloppy
That b!tch be hiding, in the back giving sloppy-toppy